Luyện nghe bài hát Like My Style (feattony Yayo Of G Unit)

I you like my style
You like how I break it
I know you style
You how I break it down
I know you like my
You like how I it down
Wanna get rich show you how
get rich I'll show you how

On ya mark, get set, let's go, the flow
Teach ya how to turn into dough
The don dada, nobody bomb harder
Ya heard I said boy, I'm hot, I'm hot
The hoodrats say "He so crazy"
The snitches they say "He to spray me"
That's what you get for trying to me
The aftermath and my is so shady
No matter how you try you stop it
I catch ya stunting in the Coupé cockpit
If you a why ya hoes stay outta pocket?
Front and find out how my Glock hit
"50 you need help?"
Chill, Yayo I got
Where I'm from the D's tryin' to us
They swear to God it's me selling the choppers
Man, I ain't give little niggas no product

I know you my style
But how much do you like my
You how I break it down
Wanna get rich show you how

I know you like my
But how much do you my style?
You like how I break it
Wanna get rich I'll you how

The birds they say I got a way words
I be like "baby girl, I them curves"
If ya not tonight then we can swerve
I'mma bachelor, baby, fuck you heard

From the tellie in ten minutes I'll make you a
Tongue touch ya, I'll ya shakin' like you havin' a seizure
I make about what I do in my leisure
G-Unit gang, can't another out there see us
Niggas lip the lyrics cause they wanna be us
hoes from the hood they be trying to G us
Trying to at the kid every time they see us
Girlfriend quit pretending, I'm the ya love
And I ain't got to say nothing, you know that I'm
Put my hands on that ass and ya say I'm bugging
We family, baby, kissing
Now look what the riff raff drug in
For the cheese my degrees is hotter ya oven
I'mma New Yorker, but I Southern
And we sip DP 'till the Don bubblin'
After we play, ok, go to ya

I know you my style
But how do you like my style?
You how I break it down
get rich I'll show you how

I know you like my
But how much do you my style?
You like how I it down
get rich I'll show you how

Em you gone like my style
Dre said you gone like my
I said you gone like my
You gone how I break it down

You're not really, ready
The will have ya ass in trauma, boy
You're not really, ready
My knife flip open and then I to poking
You're not really, really
Them shells popping and bodies get to dropping
not really, really ready
You ya ready, ya not
Really ready